Best Loveson Poems
After the Second of Epona Plains
Part Seven
Gundar Nills..the Victor.
Your witch I'll burn
At the full moon
So precious to you
As my son was to me.
And Damn you all
For eternity.
So Gundar Nills
Ordered his men
To tie poor
Kathryn to a tree
In the forest
Of the Mystic
Mountains.
He sensed that
His love was in dire need
And rode all the
Day and into the night
Until his horse could go
no more.
On a hill the Young Prince
saw down in the valley
It was Kathryn
that night,
Burned at the stake....
He was too late
To save her.
He mourned.
Gundar Nills,
The Viking King,
Had his revenge,.
His son was
Atoned for at last.
But our Wiccan Princess...
An amulet she
Wore that night.
He said it had the power
To protect her
He said...
No fire or pain
Would she ever know...
As the flames grew around her..
You could hear
A sweet voice singing....
Until she just vanished....
Like smoke in
the air....
Our Prince
gathered his strength
And rode threw the night
To face Gundar Nills,
The Viking King,
A challenge
Was made
And honored.
At the Bay of Epona
They met for one last time..
They both fought
With shields and daggers
Circling each other
Until at last
They rushed head on
Like thunder.
Gundar Nills drove his blade
To the hilt....
He thought he had won the day
But to his dismay...
He felt the point
Of the young Prince's
Knife pierce his Blackened
Heart.....as he fell.
Gundar Nills, the viking King
Was dead.
.
But alas our Prince
was mortally wounded......
Oh Kathryn...he sighed with his
last dying breath,
My love will always yours.
From the day we shared
In the meadow......
Till this...
And our Prince closed his
Eyes forever.
Many did witness what happened next.
The heavens they did open
And Kathryn appeared
In a bright flash of light,
and took her lover
home.
From that day to this
You can see on the
Mountain,
Over looking the bay,
Carved deep
into rock....
Our Prince standing
Guard...
With Kathryn at
his side.
Then Cronus, son of Heaven and Earth
accepted steel and cut the twain
Dead Earth descended low in sterile regions
of the sundr'd Soul
And a cry went up from mortal'd man -
"Great one what hast thou done to us?"
A part of time is cut in twain
repeating o'er and o'er the strain
And A begat him B and B begat him C,
and on and on
The boredom of the turning ball the reaching out
the anguish'd call -
"Great Cronus Son of Heav'n and Earth
why hast thou done this thing to us?"l
Another rainy Memorial weekend,
there’s no promise of the sun.
I’m sorry for the folks who’d planned
a little camping fun.
But my task will go forward
with umbrella and raincoat.
I’ll get those graves all covered,
if I have to use a boat.
The first one was for my daddy,
back in nineteen fifty three.
I could not know how many more
family graves I’d live to see.
The next one’s for my young husband.
It was dug in sixty two.
In seventy five my darling mother
died and her grave was brand-new.
Tears for a granddaughter in seventy nine
and for a nephew that year too.
In the year of nineteen eighty
my brother followed those two.
Then we had a short hiatus.
It was not ‘til ninety-four
that another brother was laid there.
Then we counted one grave more.
The next year we gathered once again,
when my second husband died.
He missed the sorrow of ninety-seven,
when it was for his son we cried.
Two more years in nineteen ninety nine
my own son was laid to rest..
“If God is trying me”, I thought,
“I fear I’ll fail this test.”
Then He had pity on us
and it was a full decade
before another grave and in it
my great grandson was laid.
Two brothers lie in other grave-yards,
and their stones I do not see.
I’ve been going to this cemetery
each Memorial week since fifty-three.
There are many friends and in-laws
that I must also remember.
I go the rounds with flowers in May
and with wreaths in cold December.
This poem covers five generations
of at least one family member
who has gone on ahead of us
and we bring flowers to remember.
By: Joyce 5/28/ 11
1 : Thank-YOU for YOUR LOVE 2 : I, YOUR Faithful Liege
Great Blessings, I have received Folded hands, on bended knee
I, YOUR Faithful Liege Worship from my Soul
3 : Worship from my Soul 4 : His Son, Who’s Risen
The Gift, Everlasting Life His Precious SON : Salvation
His SON who’s Risen Lamb Among Lions
5 : Lamb among Lions 6 : His Throne : FOREVER
Ascending to the Father Glory of ETERNITY
His Throne : FOREVER Thank-YOU for YOUR LOVE
Inspired By (My) Sweetheart of Poetry Soup’s Contest “ SOUL SPEAKS SENRYU “
Dedicated To “ The FATHER, SON, and HOLY SPIRIT “
Author’s Note : I Believe YOU can read this Horizontally Also
Feeling free as an uncaught Christmas goose,
I left on a Valentine's Day with a Dear Bruce
Letter and a tie. Wonder why he kept it for years.
There were tears I took his children, but when he
Finally found me, he threatened to cut me to pieces.
I drove in a blizzard from Tennesee to Colorado.
From my Dad and my friends I got a big Bravo.
I ran out of gas half way there. A policeman helped
Me as did my friends to get me the money. Not funny.
Had three kids, clothes, dog, cat and a bird. Absurb!
Two months later at work I found my true love.
Must have been Heaven sent from our Lord above.
For he didn't date women with kids and I had three.
He raised them after three years dating-God bless thee.
Now we have grandchildren, five of them, one adopted.
He's opted to call my son Dad, as does my son calls Larry.
When I first met him, his face was handsome and hairy.
To him, the three kids were scary, but all came to be.
And now we are all one healthy and happy family.
As it's now white, Larry's shaved off his beard.
How can such joy we shared turn to sorrow?
How can the promise of our vows be stilled?
One day happy, then divorced tomorrow.
As I look back on years we spent as one
I recall how you always made me laugh.
It’s so sad we no longer share that fun.
Though we were surely blessed to share two births
Whose raising up would be a joy to me,
To see their little faces filled with mirth.
You missed those years in choices that you made.
I understand as illness grips your heart
You think of those regrets that must be paid.
For your only son wants no part of you.
His tiny baby you will never know---
He’ll know his step-grandpa whose love is true.
Please look back and remember your great thirst
For always getting what you wanted and
Your desire of putting yourself first.
What you give out will come right back to you.
A valued lesson you have yet to learn.
You need to learn it fast, years left are few.
I truly wish you well upon this quest.
Seek this helpful knowledge within yourself.
Ask the angels to help you give your best.
These truths may cut you like the sharpest knife,
But with God’s help that dwells inside of you---
You may still change to live a happy life.
Note: For my Ex-husband whose children don't want anything to do with him. He just
had a heart attack and will soon have an operation on his heart. Our daughter drove
him home because he had no-one else to help him. Our son still doesn't care.
Time For Bed
Its 9 o'clock, time for bed,
Time to rest that sleepy head.
You've played hard, had your fun,
But now the day is all but done.
Close your eyes, go to sleep,
Say your prayers for God to keep.
Snuggle up close to my chest.
Go off my son to a peaceful rest.
~
Dream of things that thrill your mind,
Find the treasures that are yours to find.
Rest my son in all your glory,
Live out your favorite story.
For soon morning will come your way,
And you'll be set for a bright new day.
Its 9 o'clock, time for bed.
Time to rest that sleepy head.
Know I’ll be here when you wake,
Watching every breath you take.
Counting blessing bestowed on me,
Like this beautiful child that I see.
You’re my life, my greatest joy,
All wrapped up in this precious boy.
So rest my son, snuggle in deep,
Pray to God for your soul to keep.
Hello--My good son Wisp; Hello~
You are such a handsome fellow
And your manner is quite mellow
Watching Willow dressed in yellow:
As the musician plays the cello,
To its tunes, you both gently sway --
And crooners began to bellow
Hello--My good son Wisp~ Hello
You are such a lucky fellow
Smoothly prancing with her that way
Swing and sway with your young Willow
As emerald dreams your pillow, sprays
Genteel laughter teases your marrow
Promises made for the next day,
When true love shall have its own way
You are such a handsome fellow
Lift away sweet Willows sorrows…
A1-A2-b-a-b-a-A1, a-a-b-a-b-a-A2, a-b-A2-A1.
Reflections of the whitest white
Purest seasons mirror light
Madonna and a virgin night
For us, her soul took flight!
Winter sings its showy cold.
Hatred shivers its chilly hold.
Flowers await truth’s unfold.
Sunlight glistens gold.
Gathered mob in one accord,
Crucified God’s son adored.
Judgers joined in hate, abhorred.
Shackle the sweetness of our Lord.
A Savior born in Bethlehem
A carpenter’s boy waxed strong back then.
The Son of God cried out to men
Forgive. God loves. Be like Him.
That cold winter passed away.
Spring’s Passover stole life…oh, day.
Resurrection brought an eternal stay.
The Truth…a love filled way.
Freed from anger, hate looses wrath.
Cleansed by truth and Salvation’s bath.
Remember the strength that the Savior hath.
We, like Him must follow love’s path.
© February 15, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
The Man you seek is in His Father’s house. He is Jesus Christ, the Son of God…
The Son of God has felt our pain,
The blood He shed was not in vain.
Christ knew our fears, the tears we’d cry;
And He comforts us when we draw nigh.
He provides for us in time of need…
We do not have to beg or plead.
His example leads in how to live,
Teaches how to love and to forgive.
His abiding Word feeds our souls,
And brings lost sheep into His fold.
Through prayer, He taught us how to pray.
In Matthew 5, He shows the way.
Christ, seated on His Father’s right,
Will soon return like a thief in the night
and take us to mansions in Heaven above,
Where forever we’ll praise Him and sing of His love,
Angela Usher
* This is a response sent to me from a dear friend. She wanted me to share with you if possible.
Every time I look into your eyes it's so hard to decide. I don't know what I see there
anymore it use to be easy because there was nothing there so see because the love you had
had for me was suddenly empty. Now I'm hearing though that it's coming back and I just
don't understand I'm not feeling that. I know they way it use to feel when you would look
at me and i was the only person that you'd see. But you told me that your love had faded
and that we should break up so there'd be no hatred. I didn't understand at the time you
were my world my soul mate or so I thought. I just don't understand what made you change
your mind because you were with her for a long time. I don't know if I'm suppose to be
you're rebound or if you truly believe your soulmate in me you found. i don't understand
if it's just for our son be because if it is this battle will not be won. I thought that
we both realized how different we were which was why you decided to be with her. I
believe you need to try and figure this out because it's not just my heart we are talking
about. Our son is older now and he understands this time you will have both our hearts
laid on your hands
What is true love? Is it when you feel fire inside your body? You feel sparks going
down your spine? How about the way they kiss you? What are your true inner
feelings telling you? Or is it when you giggle to your girlfriends and chat about the
one you met? Will it still feel like that in 20 or even 50 years? What is it like? Will you
love that person just the same when met them or even more after the years went
by?
How do we consider true love? Is it really real? I mean you can’t see it? Is it a
feeling? Because you can’t eat, drink, smell it, or even touch it. How would you know
when it is true love?
After all the years of experiencing relationships, I thought I had found true love, but
I found out I had that all wrong. You see I was blessed years ago with a very good
husband and I didn’t see that than. I had a bad relationship I was in for 6 years. I
left him and a week later, I was blessed to meet a man that reminded me of my ex-
husband.
When my parents met him, they thought for sure it was my ex-husband. They were
so excited for me; we had talked about him for quite awhile. You see right away I
was afraid to fall in love. I knew he was the one for me and after being with him for
a year, I am still sure, but I am still leery because I don’t want to have my son hurt.
I have my body on fire and chills down my spine from him.
He showed me what I needed a long time ago. Something I haven’t seen in myself
and that was me. My heart was so cold I think no one could melt it. I was wrong, he
started taken a good interest, the next thing I know my son invited him to school
events and his own birthday party.
I cry at times, because I never thought this would be possible. Find a man that
could put up with me is difficult. I pray to God and ask him if this is true or a dream.
As I memo
My boy was three
I had just parked
In a parking garage
Just as I parked
my boy jumped out
of the car
ran.. to see over the side
of the cement rail
I then got out as quick as I could
ran after him
trying to catch him in time
before he jumped the cement rail
height was more then five floors down
he would have dropped straight to the ground
I Cryed Oh Lord..
Help me..
just as I reached for my son
he was already going over the edge
I grabbed his clothes.. just his jacket
Was all I got a hold of
then he was slipping right out
of his jacket..
I felt myself then too
starting to fall.. going over the rail
but then..
something happened
I not for sure..
but tis be
Must have been an Angel
Protecting him and me
For then I found
Myself beholding my son
safely away from the rail
God saved my son and me
From great Fall
I memo this day
as if it was yesterday
For tis be..
Still a wonder to me
All I know..
Twas must have been
An Angel.. Protecting
My son and me..
Again..
Praise God..
For saving us
This reminds me
Of How God Loves us all
Saving Us
From the great Fall
By gave His Son
Jesus Christ
By God's Divine Grace
Giving Us Protection
Guiding Us in the Right direction
Allowing Us to be.. Redeemed
Loving Us so.. to be born-again
Eternally with Him
Our Savior Our King
Praise's be to God Almighty